Live Die in Khali by Trap Kane Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Straight outta khali this shit vivid
Talkin' to my demons I hope don’t fall in the deep end
Talkin' to my conscious psychologically I'm gifted
On a bumpy jet is where I wrote Holic season
Money brings power, pussy, drugs, ain’t no limit
My cup is blue-purple with this mud I'm always leaning
Had a lotta dreams, had to keep em all as secrets
Never trust a human, always cautious 'bout my semen
Everyday basis, Flip the stu into moshpit
Singing for these birds till she wanna grab the mic ish
Let her play the D, kamikaze when she ridin' it
Shawty stan Rick&Morty put the bi on lock ish
Put the bitch on lock ish
Niggas always talk ish
Till I pull up with a Glock stick
Never had the Doctorate but I'll make it to top
And even if I die, I'll f resurrect as Pac ish
Flow be fuc**n toxic
Always with the chop stick
Smith 'n Wesson pop click
Poppin on your posey
Mobbin with Gang creep
BPM the zombies
84 niggas on my side
Ride till we die tatted on my right thigh
I am never pleased with my reflection always trippin' over ish I cannot change and the bling I cannot buy
Found my myself deep in this mary gettin’ high
So many nights I had to study for a dime
Nigga all that knowledge in your God damn mind
You just gotta open wide, put distractions on the side
Straight outta khali this shit vivid
Talkin' to my demons I hope don’t fall in the deep end
Talkin' to my conscious psychologically I'm gifted
On a bumpy jet is where I wrote Holic season
Money brings power, pussy, drugs, ain’t no limit
My cup is blue-purple with this mud I'm always leaning
Had a lotta dreams, had to keep em all as secrets
Never trust a human, always cautious 'bout my semen
Everyday basis, Flip the stu into moshpit
Singing for these birds till she wanna grab the mic ish
Let her play the D, kamikaze when she ridin' it
Shawty stan Rick&Morty put the bi on lock ish
Put the bitch on lock ish
Niggas always talk ish
Till I pull up with a Glock stick
Never had the Doctorate but I'll make it to top
And even if I die, I'll f resurrect as Pac ish
Flow be fuc**n toxic
Always with the chop stick
Smith 'n Wesson pop click
Poppin on your posey
Mobbin with Gang creep
BPM the zombies
84 niggas on my side
Ride till we die tatted on my right thigh
I am never pleased with my reflection always trippin' over ish I cannot change and the bling I cannot buy
Found my myself deep in this mary gettin’ high
So many nights I had to study for a dime
Nigga all that knowledge in your God damn mind
You just gotta open wide, put distractions on the side